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"Happiness always looks small when you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and at once you learn how big and precious it is."
Maxim Gorky

Friday, October 5, 2012

Where it came from...where it's going

A few days ago I was inspired to start a project by a few things.
First off it was fellow blogger Aputsiaq (all things Nordic!) and her post about Nils, here.
He was a bit of a bad lad but ended up on a great adventure on this...
The new roving I found last week from Knotty by Nature has been revealing
many new whispers from between the fibres.
My third inspiration was this brand new boy...
So, here, a little something for him to gaze up at and dream up his own adventures...
Sometimes the inspiration just seems to flow from one thing to the next.
Easy peasy, lemon sqeezy!

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Song for Friday...being thankful

This weekend is Thanksgiving and although sometimes
these 'holidays' are contrived out of a marketing perspective,
it still is a reminder of all things great and small.
The bounty of the food that we worked hard to grow all summer.
The family who is here to share in these glorious days of autumn.
The freedom and peace we are lucky enough to have in this country.
And for a beautiful new life who our niece and her partner have brought into the world...
So happy to be this place and time...
Born at the right time.
Have a most lovely Canadian Thanksgiving and
a great weekend all!
(welcome to the world little one!)

2 days...2 rescues...

I'm not sure whats been going on but 2 days in a row I've had to rescue birds
who've flown into windows. Maybe they are a bit tipsy from
all the fermenting fruit they're eating, change in the weather, full moon?
The first was this Thrush who I found on the driveway...
Upon further investigation, I noticed little feathers on the window of my
van and figured she must have flown into that. She was a bit stunned but otherwise seemed o.k.
Her wings and feet were in tact and I figured she just need a 'time out'
after her encounter with the window...a bit of a bang on the old noggin.
I put her in a box with a towel and put her in my studio and took Griff for a walk.
When I came back she was still calmly sitting in there so I took her
out to sit in the sun. As you can see by these photos she was quite
happy just to sit on my finger and chill out for a while...
(made for a nice 'Wordless Wednesday' photo too!)
She didn't seem bothered by Griff either...
After about 15 minutes I held her high up and moved my hand a bit and just like that
she was gone.
This morning I heard a bang outside my bedroom window and found a fox sparrow
on the roof. (no pictures this time)
So I brought him in and kept him inside my sweater for about 20 minutes.
When he started to rustle around a bit I slowly went to hold him so I could see
if he was ready to go and very quickly he flew out of my hand up into the window.
After a quick rescue with ladder and net, I took him outside and off he went
with tales of adventure for the grand birds!
Holding these wild birds is a gift and even more so that they were o.k
 and just a bit stunned for a while.
Sometimes all they need is some warmth and de-stressing...just like us!

Monday, October 1, 2012


Aahh! Fresh wool!
Last week when I was in the city I stopped by one of my favorite shops.
'Knotty by Nature' is a fantastic place for fibre.
I wrote a post on it here a while back and since then, the shop has
moved from the city center to a quiet neighbourhood.
I love this for a few reasons.
One: no need to wrestle with downtown traffic.
Two: FREE parking.
 (the parking cops are notorious for ticketing
and TOWING as you well know from a previous post)
Three: there's a real sense of community when a shop is in a residential area.
They even have a little coffee bar with locally roasted coffee!
Anyway, the shop is home to all things fibre...if you're in Victoria,
stop on by here
Weaving, spinning, knitting, felting.
If you need wool or roving, they've got it.
They also offer many great workshops.
So like a kid in a candy shop with my money itching in my hand to be spent,
I perused the bins of roving...just about drooling...
Here's a few of the colours I came home with...
You know how paint chips have all of these great names to entice you into
a certain feeling or mood for your walls?
I'd like to come up with a few for these colours...
Spring sky blue
Raspberry pie
High meadow wheat
Killarney hills green
Highland cow rust
Cream clouds
Goose beak yellow
Speaking of goose beaks...
Hey! What's she doing in there?...
(more on her later...)
So tis the season to be wooly.
I'm all set.
Happy Days!

Good morning October...

Last night our harvest moon traveled just along the tree line
and lit up the sky until early this morning.
It was full a few days ago but apparently because of
the earth's tilt at this time of year, the moon will seem full for about 3 nights.
I'm up before the sun and after a mug of tea I take my camera
down to the lake with Griffin...
It's only us and the birds to witness the dawn...
It's a gift, precious.
To be in this landscape with my eyes, healthy and beholding such beauty
and stillness...
But the stillness is deceiving...the light slowly moves,
the sun begins her accent over the lake...
Dark, swimming shadows come forth from the depths...
(it's only Griffin though!)
And with the sun touching the water, the mist becomes
a paintbrush and a masterpiece is born...
So I believe the fall has officially come to lower herself upon us.
Embracing the seasons change with
chilly fingers, sweaters and boots, dusky mornings.
Good morning October...

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Fall walk on the river...

A few days ago I took Griffin up to the Sooke Pot Holes.
This is a wonderful place anytime of year, although during the summer
months it's very busy with tourists and locals alike swimming and camping.
Now the river is very cold and the beaches are deserted...
The river comes down from the hills through a series of canyons where
the water collects into really deep pools, hence the name 'Pot Holes'...
The waters here are crystal clear.
 Griffin is in Heaven!!
 The feel of autumn is in the air and the weather has been perfect for these walks...
Soon enough the skies will turn grey and open up and the rain gear will come out
along with the boots. We haven't had any rain since July so even though
I worry about our well going dry, I have to soak up these rich, brisk days...
Thanks Mother Nature.
Another satisfied customer!